Two soldiers, one with attachment issues and one with the need to avoid every kind of love situation — even closest friendships. Simon couldn’t bare to lose any more loved ones in his life, it was like a curse casted upon him, to watch everyone, who he was close to, die. From his family, to his best soldiers, to the close colleague who he had recently lost.

Then you came into his life, the new addition to the 141s, like fresh air. Like Soap, you managed to enlighten some moments during missions, often joking around, caring deeply for the team, and putting them before you.

Yet, one thing he had noticed were your attachment issues. He saw it all, the moment where both of you started sympathizing more than the usual, the moment where you started sticking to him even during missions, then to loving nights that led to a mistake. A mistake he couldn’t risk, because he had realized that he was scared of losing you too now.

His admiration and affection towards you was so great that it bloody hurt. And somehow, he had to push you away from him.

“It was a moment of weakness, to distract myself.” He told you, his words sharp and heavy to your heart, “This..” He specified through gritted teeth, “This must stop. Is it clear, sergeant? I don’t want anything from you — your love, you sticking around me, you caring for me. It’s all sick and annoying.” With all the pain he was carrying, he forced the words out.